For example, a cultivator whose whole body was wrapped in mud and rocks had turned into a stone man. Although there were willow catkins all over the mud on his body, the person inside the mud was completely unharmed. Seeing Li Shiyin and the others with nowhere to retreat, he took the initiative to attack. He charged towards Li Shiyin in the wind vortex headfirst.
"War Spirit Art!" Li Shiyin once again forcibly urged the "War Spirit Art" and went to meet this stone man. Her sword qi slashed out and the stone man instantly lost an arm, while Li Shiyin was also blasted flying by the headbutt, almost crashing out of Chasing the Wind's wind vortex domain.
"Wow..." Li Shiyin spat out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground. After trying several times, she couldn't get up.
Chasing the Wind watched out for the others while Long Qiqi's tail came over to help Li Shiyin up.
"You can just transfer this tiger to us, why fight so desperately?" A woman enveloped in gloomy flames walked over and persuaded Li Shiyin.
Li Shiyin broke free from Long Qiqi's tail and barely stood up. She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and the purple sword qi on her Qingxing Sword was her answer.
To Chasing the Wind, Li Shiyin was no different from her own family. Abandoning and betraying one's family...
"Humph..." Li Shiyin smiled with difficulty, activated her magic power, and took the initiative to kill towards that gloomy flames woman.
"I've really never seen such a powerful Foundation Establishment cultivator before!" This woman exclaimed.
A cluster of flames was thrown out, thrown onto the path Li Shiyin had to take while attacking.
In Li Shiyin’s current state, if she was burned by her gloomy flames, death would be inevitable!
"What a pity!" She lamented.
"Mu Ran!"
At this moment, Li Shiyin suddenly shouted out. A sword that looked like a galaxy appeared out of thin air in her body. This sword thrusted forward, splitting those gloomy flames in half. That woman was greatly shocked and quickly reacted to slap and deflect the oncoming Mu Ran Sword that had turned into flowing light.
But the next moment...
Li Shiyin's sword reached her face...
The swordpoint was the swordpoint, she was the sword body, piercing straight through the chest!
Gloomy flames, extinguished!
Li Shiyin also used up her last bit of strength and fell to the ground, finally unable to grip onto the Qingxing Sword, causing it to fall to the ground, while the Mu Ran Sword flew back and inserted itself beside her.
She remembered her master teaching her that the sword was the life of a sword cultivator and losing one's sword was the same as dying as a sword cultivator. She had always gripped her own sword very tightly, but now she couldn't anymore.
"Am I going to die?" Li Shiyin watched the willow catkins outside the vortex and thought to herself, feeling very regretful. "I won't get to see father, mother, or brother again, or Master either..."
Right as she was thinking this, she suddenly saw a familiar figure in the willow catkins rushing over this way...
"Master?" She thought it was just an illusion or delusion from her impending death.
She saw her master rush into Chasing the Wind's vortex domain and come over to hold her up, looking very anxious and seeming on the verge of tears.
"Master!" Li Shiyin smiled. Being able to see her master in the end wasn't so bad.
It was just that her master was too stupid and probably still didn't know her feelings.
She reached out and stroked Qin Ran's face, murmuring: "Master, Shiyin really likes you, do you know?"
She thought she was going to die, and just wanted to express her innermost thoughts.
But she didn't expect that this master she imagined would have tears streaming down his face as he kept nodding and repeatedly saying, "I know, I know, I know!"
She didn't know that she was so stupid that she couldn't even hide her feelings for someone. Even Long Qiqi understood and even Chasing the Wind knew.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
